LOGINHe was never meant to be caged. And she was never meant to care. King Marcus, a powerful werewolf of royal blood, has been captured by the humans he hates. Locked away in darkness, his rage only grows stronger—fueled by pain, humiliation, and a burning need for revenge. The only glimpse of light in his prison is a human woman who tends to him. She stirs a fire in him—one of fury, desire, and confusion. But once he breaks free, not even her kindness will save her from the destruction he plans to unleash. She’s his weakness... and his only chance at freedom. Princess Aria has sworn to destroy all werewolves. They took everything from her—her family, her peace, her heart. But when she learns that her missing sister may be held by werewolves, her mission shifts. To find her, Aria must get close to the enemy—closer than she ever imagined. What begins as a rescue mission turns into something far more dangerous. As Aria and Marcus are drawn to each other, the lines between love and hate blur. In a world on the edge of war, she must decide if she can trust the one creature she was raised to destroy… or risk losing everything—including her heart.
View MoreIn the dark room with only the moon shining through the window, Aria lay in bed with Marcus. He had promised not to touch her and put pillows between them. She had wondered if she could trust him. His eyes earlier when she licked her lips had said something else. He was unpredictable to her. Like a beast chained but close to breaking loose and she didn’t know when that would happen.She lay facing away, on the shoulder that pained her. Unable to stand the pain, she carefully turned around, being cautious not to hurt her leg. Marcus lay facing away from her as well and she was grateful for that.“Are you in pain?” He suddenly asked, startling her.“No.”“Do you ever complain?” He asked.“To who?”He became silent, probably realizing she didn’t have people she could truly complain to growing up. She had to take care of herself.“You can complain to me,” he said.“Well, all the complaints I have are about you …and your brother. Should I still complain to you?” She asked curiously and jok
Darcy could not sleep. She still suffered from extreme headaches at night that she didn’t know the cause of yet. And there were also strange dreams that sometimes turned into nightmares. Dreams of a joyful childhood with parents, and nightmares, some of which she couldn’t understand and others of all that she went through.She woke up in cold sweat and sat alone in the dark cabin trying to calm down her erratic heartbeat. She needed to find out about her past as it kept haunting her. Something in the back of her mind was disturbing her rest and the fair-haired, blue-eyed man she had helped earlier made her feel a strange way.She could swear she had seen him somewhere but her mind refused to remember. It throbbed and pained. Getting dressed she decided to take a walk.The breeze of dawn was cool and calm and she walked along the beach when she saw him. The man with similar traits. He had told them his name was Ross. He sat at the beach, staring ahead at the ocean.Darcy walked over, “
Richard went back to the village that was recently destroyed by the werewolfs and where he had seen Corinna. She had been dressed like a cabin boy, and her hair was cut short to her shoulder, so he went to the shore to find her. He took his time to look everywhere, asking a few people if they knew of a white-haired boy or girl. His daughters looked very distinct so people should be able to tell who he was looking for.At last, he found her, helping a few men load some things on a ship. He stood at a distance watching her, unable to believe that he finally found her after so many years. His heart, which was getting worse, tightened. At least he found her before he could die.He walked over, every step feeling like a thousand years as if he was traveling around the world. Finally, he came to her and she paused to look his way. He took off his cloak with a pounding heart.Her eyes narrowed, looking at him as if she didn’t know who he was. “May I help you, sir?”His heart stopped. His bod
What did he mean? What were they doing? And how were they naked?She looked at him questioningly. It couldn’t be what she thought he meant. Who was at the door?His eyes looked to the side and he continued to listen. Could he hear all the way outside and know who it was? Then it meant whoever was outside could also hear them all the way in. Why would he tell her to be quiet otherwise?“Who?” She mouthed, without making a sound.“Zoila. Saul.” He mouthed back just when another knock came. Ugh.“Marcus behave!” She told him now louder.He was surprised for a moment but was quick to play along. “Why? Are you not enjoying my misbehavior?”Her face burned. “No…”“Your body says something else.”Huh? Now her cheeks were in flames. She grasped the spoon harder. This kind of talking wasn’t for her. Her mind scrolled through the pages of the erotic books she had read.“What does my body say?” She asked, making her face melt away.Now he was the one speechless. She could see his muscles flex an
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